Mamoru was here, Mamoru was here and she was in his arms. They were currently in her bedroom where she had ended the grand-tour of the house, his house now.
Their home.
She had closed the door behind her, looking up at him and holding onto him because he had a lot of hugs and holding to make up for.
Usagi reached up and held his cheek, looking into his eyes.
"So that's the house," she whispered softly. "We can figure out which room you want but... for now you can stay here in mine." She had the master bedroom, after all. She reached up to card her fingers through his hair.
"I'm so happy you're here, Mamo-chan, I've missed you so..." her voice caught and she swallowed as her eyes started to burn a bit. "So much."
Though it hadn't been nearly as long for him as it had been for her, as they'd toured the home together, he started to feel the sense of loss, as if he too had been missing her. Mamoru didn't know if it was their connection or just his sense of empathy, but the cause didn't matter. All that mattered is that the pain of separation could leave.
Holding her close, he noted how perfectly Usagi's slender form fit into his arms. His hand caught her chin, his thumb stroking her jaw. She's breathtakingly beautiful.
"I'm here now." Bending so he could be closer, he pressed his lips to her, stealing a kiss and reminding her of the bond that nothing could break. "I'm here, and I'll do everything within my power never to leave you alone again."
That had already happened far too many times, including once by his own decision. Still, going to America would have still allowed them contact. This? Hadn't.
She kissed him back as well, he had a lot of kisses to make up for too, as far as she was concerned.
"I love you too," she whispered as she kissed him a bit more and shivered as a bolt of electricity traveled down her spine and pooled in her stomach in the way that only he could make her feel. She pressed against him, a bit more desperately, a bit more needily.
"Mamoru.... Mamoru," she would say his name over and over like a prayer. "You still... I've definitely missed your kisses," she smiled against his lips.
He felt like he could kiss her forever. Her taste was addictive, and when those feelings turned physical, there was so much to express. How could one single touch show how much he loved her? It wasn't possible. That was why a singular kiss was never enough.
"I have a lot of them to make up for."
How many kisses did he owe her for all the missing years? It was far too many to count so he'd just have to kiss her in excess to make sure he didn't miss a single one.
Spinning them around, he urged her to the bed. If nothing else, they could be more comfortable while kissing; it didn't feel like it would be stopping anytime soon.
She stumbled a bit, falling to the bed a bit unexpectedly, but smiling as she was on it and pulled him to her to kiss him again, to be kissed by him again and again.
Usagi rested back, her fingers making light circles on his neck as she parted her lips to seek out his tongue with her own. Chaste kisses she could have from anyone, this? This was for him and him alone.
It is, and I have every intention of wearing this gorgeous gown I found. Buuuut I don't have a date, this handsome prince I know doesn't even know about it to ask me to it.
[ Usagi better appreciate that Velvet is actually contacting this guy with her image attached and not just voice or text. So have an image of a young woman with long black hair, gold eyes and a semi-neutral expression. ]
Mamoru, right? Usagi's told me a bit about you. I'm Velvet Crowe. I used to teach her sword-fighting before my unexpected trip home for a few months. She mentioned you were a skilled swordsman and that you might be interested in a friendly spar.
[ To be contact by anyone at all is unexpected, but Mamoru greets her openly. It's almost immediately obvious that he doesn't hold the same energy as his girlfriend, but Mamoru is kind in his own way. ]
Velvet Crowe? It's nice to meet you.
I didn't realize Usagi took up sword fighting? I wonder how she took to it.
It would be nice to have a sparring partner. It's not common to use swords in our time period. Normally, I'm only able to really use them in actual combat.
She let all of her frustrations build up to a point where she destroyed a large part of the forest and exhausted herself. I gave her an outlet to unleash it in smaller, but safer doses through sword fighting. By teaching her, I could keep an eye on her and make sure she didn't over do it.
[ Velvet was a strict instructor when it came to Usagi, not letting the other work herself to death with her sword training. ]
[When Mamoru wakes up on his birthday, he will find a large flat box wrapped in blue with a perfectly fitting jacket and vest inside. Usagi's been wearing his clothes for years and shopping for him for longer, she knows his measurements by heart. There are also tickets for two on an airship cruise for the weekend.]
To my other heart and part of my soul,
Happy birthday~! I booked us on a private airship cruise for the weekend next week!
[She's standing behind him, well, standing isn't the right word. She's leaning against the doorframe of their bedroom because she's not able to stand right now on her own.]
[Initially, when she had awoken, she had done so alone in their room. But that had been hours ago. Mamoru was very much likely at work. When she came back in, she smiled as she saw his napping form in the bed and glided over to him, pressing a kiss to his temple and then another to his lips.]
Awaken, my king. [She whispered against his skin.]
[ Had their connection being weaker, he would have woken up with more tension and confusion. However, as their hearts were connected in a unique and eternal way, Mamoru knows it's Usagi even before she speaks. He can feel her presence and knows his love, no matter what level of consciousness he may have.
She's back. His eyes open, a smile already spreading across his sleepy face. He's missed her. ]
Usagi.
[ Her name falls from his lips, warm and intimate, before he's able to fully process what he sees. His eyes widen as Mamoru pushes himself into more of a sitting position. ]
Usagi?
[It's her, beyond all shadows of a doubt. He even recognizes the form, but Mamoru doesn't understand why Usagi's already transformed. ]
[She tucked a small strand of hair behind her ear.]
Would you believe me if I said I woke up like this? [She blushed as she moved to sit on the edge of the bed.] Seems... my Lunarian heritage took effect earlier than we thought it would.
[ Reaching out, Mamoru strokes a strong of her hair. It's a different color now, a color obviously not from Earth. It's longer.
She's become Queen Serenity. It was going to happen at some point, though the timeline had never been clear as to when. Coming here was never supposed to be part of the timeline at all.
The hand slips behind her head and urges her forward for a kiss. Beyond that, he hasn't been able to speak to her in a month. It's secondary to how much he's missed her. ]
You know, my darling, come next month, you'll have been here for a year with me. Time does fly. But this is your first Flower Fesitval since you came just after the last one.
[ Has he really been here so long? When he's with Usagi, time seems to stand still, as if frozen by their very love. It's amazing to think twelve full months have passed. ]
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Their home.
She had closed the door behind her, looking up at him and holding onto him because he had a lot of hugs and holding to make up for.
Usagi reached up and held his cheek, looking into his eyes.
"So that's the house," she whispered softly. "We can figure out which room you want but... for now you can stay here in mine." She had the master bedroom, after all. She reached up to card her fingers through his hair.
"I'm so happy you're here, Mamo-chan, I've missed you so..." her voice caught and she swallowed as her eyes started to burn a bit. "So much."
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Holding her close, he noted how perfectly Usagi's slender form fit into his arms. His hand caught her chin, his thumb stroking her jaw. She's breathtakingly beautiful.
"I'm here now." Bending so he could be closer, he pressed his lips to her, stealing a kiss and reminding her of the bond that nothing could break. "I'm here, and I'll do everything within my power never to leave you alone again."
That had already happened far too many times, including once by his own decision. Still, going to America would have still allowed them contact. This? Hadn't.
"Usagi... I love you."
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"I love you too," she whispered as she kissed him a bit more and shivered as a bolt of electricity traveled down her spine and pooled in her stomach in the way that only he could make her feel. She pressed against him, a bit more desperately, a bit more needily.
"Mamoru.... Mamoru," she would say his name over and over like a prayer. "You still... I've definitely missed your kisses," she smiled against his lips.
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"I have a lot of them to make up for."
How many kisses did he owe her for all the missing years? It was far too many to count so he'd just have to kiss her in excess to make sure he didn't miss a single one.
Spinning them around, he urged her to the bed. If nothing else, they could be more comfortable while kissing; it didn't feel like it would be stopping anytime soon.
"I'll be sure to pay extra."
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Usagi rested back, her fingers making light circles on his neck as she parted her lips to seek out his tongue with her own. Chaste kisses she could have from anyone, this? This was for him and him alone.
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Mamoru, right? Usagi's told me a bit about you. I'm Velvet Crowe. I used to teach her sword-fighting before my unexpected trip home for a few months. She mentioned you were a skilled swordsman and that you might be interested in a friendly spar.
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Velvet Crowe? It's nice to meet you.
I didn't realize Usagi took up sword fighting? I wonder how she took to it.
It would be nice to have a sparring partner. It's not common to use swords in our time period. Normally, I'm only able to really use them in actual combat.
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Somehow I'm not surprised that you didn't know. She said she stopped training when I went home several months ago.
As for how she got into it, that was my idea.
I'm available whenever so let me know when you're available. I train every day so I could include our sparring sessions multiple times a week.
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[ He doesn't think it's a bad idea at all. He just worries there's a catalyst. ]
I work during the week, but I don't mind early or late sessions. If you usually train during normal hours, I can free my weekends.
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She let all of her frustrations build up to a point where she destroyed a large part of the forest and exhausted herself. I gave her an outlet to unleash it in smaller, but safer doses through sword fighting. By teaching her, I could keep an eye on her and make sure she didn't over do it.
[ Velvet was a strict instructor when it came to Usagi, not letting the other work herself to death with her sword training. ]
I can do late nights if that's best for you.
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To my other heart and part of my soul,
Happy birthday~! I booked us on a private airship cruise for the weekend next week!
I love and adore you.
All my love,
Usagi
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[She's standing behind him, well, standing isn't the right word. She's leaning against the doorframe of their bedroom because she's not able to stand right now on her own.]
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Awaken, my king. [She whispered against his skin.]
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She's back. His eyes open, a smile already spreading across his sleepy face. He's missed her. ]
Usagi.
[ Her name falls from his lips, warm and intimate, before he's able to fully process what he sees. His eyes widen as Mamoru pushes himself into more of a sitting position. ]
Usagi?
[It's her, beyond all shadows of a doubt. He even recognizes the form, but Mamoru doesn't understand why Usagi's already transformed. ]
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Would you believe me if I said I woke up like this? [She blushed as she moved to sit on the edge of the bed.] Seems... my Lunarian heritage took effect earlier than we thought it would.
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She's become Queen Serenity. It was going to happen at some point, though the timeline had never been clear as to when. Coming here was never supposed to be part of the timeline at all.
The hand slips behind her head and urges her forward for a kiss. Beyond that, he hasn't been able to speak to her in a month. It's secondary to how much he's missed her. ]
Welcome back.
[ Because no matter what, Usagi is still Usagi. ]
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[ Has he really been here so long? When he's with Usagi, time seems to stand still, as if frozen by their very love. It's amazing to think twelve full months have passed. ]
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